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Chapter 1666
Balfour grunted. “You think I wouldn’t worry about Ellinor?”
Byran recognized the anxiety in his brother’s demeanor. After all, Ellinor was the person Balfour cherished the most
in this world.
“Ah, I’m worried about her too, but I have this feeling that Ellinor and Theo will end up happily together. They just
have to!”
Balfour glanced at his brother and quietly agreed. “Alright, you should get some sleep too.”
Byran noticed that his brother looked exhausted and decided not to disturb him any further. Nodding, he turned to
leave.
Just as he was about to step out, their butler burst through the door, looking completely panic-stricken
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Balfour, Byran, something terrible has happened! The old master… he… he…”
The butler’s face was as pale as a sheet. He was stuttering and couldn’t finish his sentence.
Balfour and Byran’s eyebrows knitted together in concern.
Byran asked, “What happened?! Didn’t we just find Dad?”
The butler, old and trembling, struggled to say, “The old master… he slit his wrists. There’s so much blood.”
Byran’s eyes widened in shock. “What?!”
Balfour’s expression hardened, and he quickly moved to the butler’s side. “Have you informed our grandmother
and grandfather?”
The butler croaked. “Not yet. I worried that they wouldn’t be able to handle the news. So I thought I would inform
you first.”
Balfour nodded as he briskly moved towards the door. As he walked, he gave out a serious order. “Make sure no
one tells Grandmother and Grandfather. They must not know about this!”
The butler hurriedly agreed. “Yes, sir!”
“Did you call an ambulance?”
“Yes, sir! I called it right away. The family doctor is already here. He’s trying to stop the bleeding.”
Balfour didn’t say anything more. His brow furrowed deeply as he headed to his father’s room.
Byran, equally worried, followed closely behind.
How could this happen? His father seemed perfectly fine just a short while ago. Now he had attempted suicide?
Why did his dad do this? What was so unbearable?
Balfour pushed open the door to their father’s room and was immediately hit by the smell of blood. The sheets
were soaked in it. It was a gruesome and shocking sight.
The family doctor was urgently trying to bandage McNeil’s wounds.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBalfour moved to his father’s side, finding him ashen-faced, half-conscious, and visibly weak.
Byran rushed over with tears welling up in his eyes as he fell beside his father. “Dad! Why would you do this? You
were fine! Why would you do such a stupid thing? Don’t you care about your sons anymore?”
McNeil had no strength left to speak, but he heard his younger son’s voice. He slowly turned to look at Byran. There
was a hint of regret in his eyes, but they were mostly empty. He was truly resigned to death.
Balfour towered over him, his face grim. “What right do you have to die?”
McNeil looked at his eldest son with a mix of surprise and self-derision in his eyes. He didn’t want to explain, nor did
he have the strength to.
All he wanted was a quick release, so he could be reunited with the woman he had longed for every single day.
“You should live and experience the suffering of wishing you were dead. You should endure every painful, lonely
night. That’s the only way you could begin to make up for the hardships my mother and sister have endured over
the years!”
Balfour was harsh and unsympathetic towards his father, even on his deathbed,
McNeil’s face paled even further once he heard this. He tried to speak, but the blood loss had left him too weak to
make a sound.
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